Unconditionally

9-Drunk Eyes

Vanessa
The night went on kind of okay. Until I caught Dalya and Rider screwing.

My feelings were a mess. After the dance with Michael I wasn't sure who the real version of him was.

Jackass Jackson? Or Sweet Jackson?
Does he even like me? He doesn't even say my name correctly unless it's a serious moment when he looks at me like he's seducing me.

Jesus life is confusing.

I take a shot. It tastes reliving. Maybe another won't hurt.

I figured I took about 5.
I guess I was wrong.

Michael:

I look around the room sticking my hands in my pockets. I knew Dalya and Rider were screaming because I can hear banging upstairs.

I couldn't find Vanessa.

I look around and ask everyone but no one seems to know.. until I see some guys gathering around a table.

I look over there and see Vanessa dancing on the table holding a wine glass.

Dammit Nessa.

I go over there and for a moment and I get caught off guard by how sexy she is.

Her frilly Maroon dress showing her lace white panties and her tall shiny heels.

Okay focus Michael.

I shove through the drooling guys and take her hand.

"Vanessa what are you doing?"

"Oh hi Michael! Want to danceeeeee? I got done wine if you want some."

She stumble into my arms spilling the wine onto my shirt. She smells like alcohol.

She's drunk.

I position her into bridal style and shove through the guys around the table who were trying to grab at her.

I go out to my car and buckle her
Into the passenger seat.

"Wheeerrrrrre are weeeee goooooing Mikey?" She asks delusional.

"My house."

"Whyyyyyy?"

"Because you're drunk."

"What are we going to doooooo there Daddy??"

The fact that she called me daddy make me get a boner. Okay stop Michael.

"I'm putting you to sleep. I dont want your foster parents finding out about you getting drunk."

"I'll be fiiiiiiiine."

"Mhm."

I start to drive down the street as she continues to ramble.

"Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you liiiiiiike me?"

I pause. Drunk or not she could remember anything I tell her.

"If I'm being honest. I do."

"Why meeee? You called me uglyyy."

"like my sister said. I'm only mean to people I like. And I like you. Since Freshman year actually."

She chuckles.
"Ohhhh Dalya was right!!"

She laughs her ass off.

"I like you too mikeyyyyyyyy."
She states.

My eyes go wide with shock.

"Really?"

"Mhmmmm."
She says.

I smile and then sigh.

"It's a shame you won't remember this in the morning."

She yawns.

"I will! I have an awesomeeeee memory."

She says and falls asleep.

I look over to her and her head is slumped against the seat belt.

Oh Vanessa.
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Janet-

I hear banging on the door from my room. It's been going on for the past 5 minutes and it's annoying the hell out of me.

I get out of bed and go down stairs.

Murderer or not they will shut up. I HATE being woken up.

I open the door to be faced with my either Michael holding Vanessa bridal style and looking at he. She looks awful.

"What happened to the poor girl?"
I ask.

Michael rolls his eyes.

"She got drunk and was acting like a stripper."

"And you took advantage of her?"

"No! What kind of person do you take me for?"

I raise my eyebrow.

"Fine fine. I'm just going to set her In my bed and take her home in he morning."

I nod.

"No funny business."

"I know I know. Excuse me."
I grab his shoulder.

"There's clothes in my closet if you want to pick her out an outfit."

He nods.

He carries her upstairs.

My oh my.

My brother actually has a heart.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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